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Crime House Fantasy Studio (also Crime House & Crime House and Dark Rooms) is independent production company with female death fetish orientation.
Crime House does very erotic stuff, but not porn. Why we advice to offer our videos?
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3. GREAT ACTING
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6. ALL DEATH FETISH GENRES
7. NOT PORN BUT VERY-VERY EROTIC AND HOT
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9. WE DO KNOW HOW TO PLAY SEXY DEATH
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![ANNABELLES AUDITION - «Thanks again for the custom which I enjoyed a lot. The models were both excellent They captured the spirit of the piece - with convincing playfulness between the two of them as interviewer and candidate, whilst giving strong performances in the three death scenes.
The production quality is good».
Customer’s Review
PLOT
Annabelle is a serious actress. But in the middle of the pandemic, work is very hard to find. So, she has applied to become a death fetish model with Crime House, a fetish film producer in Russia. This is the story of her audition with CH.
She is being interviewed in a living room by Nata. Nata asks Annabelle what experience she has of acting out death scenes, and Annabelle says she has done some scenes in drama school – but not this type of work before. Nata is confident Annabelle will be fine but explains that first they have to do three auditions in the bedroom – which is connected by hidden cameras to a group of CH clients. They will decide on the scenarios and determine if Annabelle is suitable to join the CH team. Annabelle is very enthusiastic and says she is sure it will be fine and that they will have fun together. She even hugs Nata making it clear that she finds Nata attractive.
The next scene is in the bedroom. Annabelle is sitting on the bed whil Nata is looking at her phone. She tells Annabelle that for the first audition, the client wants them to play lesbian lovers in the nude. But Nata has discovered Annabelle has betrayed her with a man. She will be on top of Annabelle pinning her down. Annabelle will plead for forgiveness, but Nata will strangle her with her bare hands. The client wants Annabelle to struggle furiously. But she will not be strong enough to escape and slowly weaken and die.
Annabelle smiles and gets up to hug and begin undressing Nata. Nata responds amorously and undresses Annabelle easing her back onto the bed. They kiss and cuddle for a while. Suddenly Nata pins Annabelle’s hands down and accuses Annabelle of betraying her with Ivan. Annabelle protests her innocence, but Nata pulls her hair back and pretends to slap her and twist her nipples. Annabelle screams in pain and begs Nata to stop. She admits she did sleep with Ivan but it meant nothing – she loves Nata.
Nata stops torturing Annabelle briefly and they hug each other affectionately. Annabelle says she will never betray Nata again. Nata agrees but then turns aggressive. She barks at Annabelle that there is only one way she can ensure there are no more betrayals. And with that she begins to strangle Annabelle. Annabelle’s eyes widen in shock and fear and she struggles desperately to break Nata’s grip and unbalance her. But Nata is too strong. Annabelle fights frantically, but then begins to weaken and spasm almost orgasmically, before slowly slipping away and dying.
Nata kisses Annabelle on the forehead, says ‘cut’, and Annabelle opens her eyes and they both laugh and hug each other affectionately one more time.
Nata goes to her phone and tells Annabelle she has done well in her first scene.
Annabelle comes over and they look at the phone. They are both still nude. Annabelle asks the clients listening whether this time she can play the killer and let Nata be her victim. Nata pushes her away playfully and says she is too strong to be Annabelle’s victim.
The clients obviously like the playfulness between the two of them, because this time they say that Annabelle will play a contract killer who has been hired to murder Nata – with a garotte (maybe a red scarf that is in the room). Nata asks the client if she can fight to get free and the client texts that of course she can try. She puts the phone on a table or shelf by the bed.
Annabelle is confident and picks up the scarf and asks Nata sexily if she wants a bit of fun.
Nata says she doesn’t wish to be tied up and Annabelle strokes her tenderly and says the stocking is not for tieing her up. She eases Nata back on the bed and mounts her, threading the scarf around her throat. Nata asks what she is doing. Suddenly Annabelle gets serious and says someone has paid her to murder Nata. Nata begs for mercy, but Annabelle tightens the scarf and Nata begins to choke.
At first Annabelle is winning and Nata’s struggles are not making any difference. But then she slaps Anna in the belly and slightly winds her, and then unbalances her by jerking her body. Annabelle lets go of the scarf, but it is too late. She is already unbalanced, and Nata now rolls her over and after a bit more wrestling, gets the upper hand. Annabelle tries to fight back, but Nata pins first one hand and then the second above Annabelle’s head.
Annabelle stops struggling and asks what happens now. She thought she was going to win this role play. Nata looks at the phone. The client congratulates her and tells her to smother Annabelle with a pillow. This time it is Annabelle pleading for mercy. But soon, Nata smothers her and although Annabelle again fights with a lot of energy, after a while she accepts the inevitable and slowly dies.
Nata lifts up the pillow and again is happy and kisses Annabelle who opens her eyes a little annoyed she didn’t manage to be the killer in this role play.
Now they are both relaxing after expending a lot of energy in the two scenes.
Nata looks at her phone again and sighs. She turns to Annabelle and tells her this time the clients are going to make sure she is successful as the killer. She explains that in this scenario she will play a spy who has stolen secret account codes from a bank on a memory stick she intends to sell to the highest bidder. Annabelle plays an enforcer who has come to get the memory stick back for the bank and has permission to murder Nata when she gets it. Nata will start off pretending to be asleep on the bed so Annabelle can tie one of her wrists to the headboard before Nata even wakes up to ensure she won’t be able to escape.
Nata gets a memory stick and hides it in the pillowcase. Annabelle puts some light clothes on and goes out of camera shot.
Nata pretends to fall asleep on the bed and Annabelle comes in quietly. She ties one end of the scarf to the bed and then loops the other around Nata’s hand. Nata stirs, but Annabelle is on top of her and only one arm is free – which Annabelle quickly pins down.
She tells Nata she wants the memory stick. Nata denies she has it. Annabelle pretends to hit Nata’s face and belly and she pulls her hair back. Nata still will not tell her. Annabelle begins to hand smother Nata, who tries to fight her off with one free hand. But she cannot get the hand off. When Annabelle stops the hand smother, Nata is gasping for breath – but still she denies everything.
Annabelle picks up the pillow, turns it over and begins pillow smothering Nata, who again fights unsuccessfully to push the pillow off her. But this time Annabelle sees the memory stick in the pillowcase. She stops and takes the USB out and puts it on the bedside table next to the phone. She is very happy and knows now she has what she came for.
She looks at Nata beneath her – wondering what to do about her. Nata says now she has the memory stick she can go and just leave her. But she already knows, Annabelle will not let her live. Annabelle strokes Nata’s face gently, as if they are lovers. But Nata knows what is coming and asks her once more to let her go.
Too soon, Annabelle’s hands close round Nata’s throat and she knows it is the end for her. She tries to fight, but with only one hand free it is hopeless. She tries to die as sexily as Annabelle has and is soon in death spasms before closing her eyes and becoming still.
This time Annabelle hugs Nata, unties her hand, and kisses her.
Nata embraces her and they kiss – this time on the lips, maybe even more!
Nata picks up the phone and shows Annabelle. They both smile. And Nata says to Annabelle “Welcome to Crime House,”
[scene fades…].
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DEADLY SEDUCTION](studio/images/annabelleauditionmicro-ae2.jpg "ANNABELLES AUDITION - «Thanks again for the custom which I enjoyed a lot. The models were both excellent They captured the spirit of the piece - with convincing playfulness between the two of them as interviewer and candidate, whilst giving strong performances in the three death scenes.
The production quality is good».
Customer’s Review
PLOT
Annabelle is a serious actress. But in the middle of the pandemic, work is very hard to find. So, she has applied to become a death fetish model with Crime House, a fetish film producer in Russia. This is the story of her audition with CH.
She is being interviewed in a living room by Nata. Nata asks Annabelle what experience she has of acting out death scenes, and Annabelle says she has done some scenes in drama school – but not this type of work before. Nata is confident Annabelle will be fine but explains that first they have to do three auditions in the bedroom – which is connected by hidden cameras to a group of CH clients. They will decide on the scenarios and determine if Annabelle is suitable to join the CH team. Annabelle is very enthusiastic and says she is sure it will be fine and that they will have fun together. She even hugs Nata making it clear that she finds Nata attractive.
The next scene is in the bedroom. Annabelle is sitting on the bed whil Nata is looking at her phone. She tells Annabelle that for the first audition, the client wants them to play lesbian lovers in the nude. But Nata has discovered Annabelle has betrayed her with a man. She will be on top of Annabelle pinning her down. Annabelle will plead for forgiveness, but Nata will strangle her with her bare hands. The client wants Annabelle to struggle furiously. But she will not be strong enough to escape and slowly weaken and die.
Annabelle smiles and gets up to hug and begin undressing Nata. Nata responds amorously and undresses Annabelle easing her back onto the bed. They kiss and cuddle for a while. Suddenly Nata pins Annabelle’s hands down and accuses Annabelle of betraying her with Ivan. Annabelle protests her innocence, but Nata pulls her hair back and pretends to slap her and twist her nipples. Annabelle screams in pain and begs Nata to stop. She admits she did sleep with Ivan but it meant nothing – she loves Nata.
Nata stops torturing Annabelle briefly and they hug each other affectionately. Annabelle says she will never betray Nata again. Nata agrees but then turns aggressive. She barks at Annabelle that there is only one way she can ensure there are no more betrayals. And with that she begins to strangle Annabelle. Annabelle’s eyes widen in shock and fear and she struggles desperately to break Nata’s grip and unbalance her. But Nata is too strong. Annabelle fights frantically, but then begins to weaken and spasm almost orgasmically, before slowly slipping away and dying.
Nata kisses Annabelle on the forehead, says ‘cut’, and Annabelle opens her eyes and they both laugh and hug each other affectionately one more time.
Nata goes to her phone and tells Annabelle she has done well in her first scene.
Annabelle comes over and they look at the phone. They are both still nude. Annabelle asks the clients listening whether this time she can play the killer and let Nata be her victim. Nata pushes her away playfully and says she is too strong to be Annabelle’s victim.
The clients obviously like the playfulness between the two of them, because this time they say that Annabelle will play a contract killer who has been hired to murder Nata – with a garotte (maybe a red scarf that is in the room). Nata asks the client if she can fight to get free and the client texts that of course she can try. She puts the phone on a table or shelf by the bed.
Annabelle is confident and picks up the scarf and asks Nata sexily if she wants a bit of fun.
Nata says she doesn’t wish to be tied up and Annabelle strokes her tenderly and says the stocking is not for tieing her up. She eases Nata back on the bed and mounts her, threading the scarf around her throat. Nata asks what she is doing. Suddenly Annabelle gets serious and says someone has paid her to murder Nata. Nata begs for mercy, but Annabelle tightens the scarf and Nata begins to choke.
At first Annabelle is winning and Nata’s struggles are not making any difference. But then she slaps Anna in the belly and slightly winds her, and then unbalances her by jerking her body. Annabelle lets go of the scarf, but it is too late. She is already unbalanced, and Nata now rolls her over and after a bit more wrestling, gets the upper hand. Annabelle tries to fight back, but Nata pins first one hand and then the second above Annabelle’s head.
Annabelle stops struggling and asks what happens now. She thought she was going to win this role play. Nata looks at the phone. The client congratulates her and tells her to smother Annabelle with a pillow. This time it is Annabelle pleading for mercy. But soon, Nata smothers her and although Annabelle again fights with a lot of energy, after a while she accepts the inevitable and slowly dies.
Nata lifts up the pillow and again is happy and kisses Annabelle who opens her eyes a little annoyed she didn’t manage to be the killer in this role play.
Now they are both relaxing after expending a lot of energy in the two scenes.
Nata looks at her phone again and sighs. She turns to Annabelle and tells her this time the clients are going to make sure she is successful as the killer. She explains that in this scenario she will play a spy who has stolen secret account codes from a bank on a memory stick she intends to sell to the highest bidder. Annabelle plays an enforcer who has come to get the memory stick back for the bank and has permission to murder Nata when she gets it. Nata will start off pretending to be asleep on the bed so Annabelle can tie one of her wrists to the headboard before Nata even wakes up to ensure she won’t be able to escape.
Nata gets a memory stick and hides it in the pillowcase. Annabelle puts some light clothes on and goes out of camera shot.
Nata pretends to fall asleep on the bed and Annabelle comes in quietly. She ties one end of the scarf to the bed and then loops the other around Nata’s hand. Nata stirs, but Annabelle is on top of her and only one arm is free – which Annabelle quickly pins down.
She tells Nata she wants the memory stick. Nata denies she has it. Annabelle pretends to hit Nata’s face and belly and she pulls her hair back. Nata still will not tell her. Annabelle begins to hand smother Nata, who tries to fight her off with one free hand. But she cannot get the hand off. When Annabelle stops the hand smother, Nata is gasping for breath – but still she denies everything.
Annabelle picks up the pillow, turns it over and begins pillow smothering Nata, who again fights unsuccessfully to push the pillow off her. But this time Annabelle sees the memory stick in the pillowcase. She stops and takes the USB out and puts it on the bedside table next to the phone. She is very happy and knows now she has what she came for.
She looks at Nata beneath her – wondering what to do about her. Nata says now she has the memory stick she can go and just leave her. But she already knows, Annabelle will not let her live. Annabelle strokes Nata’s face gently, as if they are lovers. But Nata knows what is coming and asks her once more to let her go.
Too soon, Annabelle’s hands close round Nata’s throat and she knows it is the end for her. She tries to fight, but with only one hand free it is hopeless. She tries to die as sexily as Annabelle has and is soon in death spasms before closing her eyes and becoming still.
This time Annabelle hugs Nata, unties her hand, and kisses her.
Nata embraces her and they kiss – this time on the lips, maybe even more!
Nata picks up the phone and shows Annabelle. They both smile. And Nata says to Annabelle “Welcome to Crime House,”
[scene fades…].
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DEADLY SEDUCTION")
![THE ELF AND BAD SANTA - THE ELF AND BAD SANTA
CUSTOM
CAST: Tatiana, Max, Annabelle
The theme of this story is that Tatiana is called to the office to be punished for naughty things she has done against Christmas. She is insolent and defiant, but wants to keep her job, so she admits to some sins, willing to take a little punishment, never thinking that Max the enforcer knows all the bad things she has done, or what her ultimate punishment is.
The enforcer begins to list her sins, and with each sin, gives her a punishment.
I will leave it to your creative genius to use as many offenses and punishments as you can, till we get closer to the climax.
Some transgressions she has committed: Misaddressing Christmas cards, hiding presents, badly wrapping presents, putting the wrong presents in the wrong packages, keeping toys for herself, not singing Christmas carols, using the wrong words in carols, not being happy with children on Santa’s lap, showing her cleavage to little boys, denying reindeer can fly—whatever you and your crew can think of.
Each offense is punished by progressive harder, sexier, more sadistic punishments, such as slapping her hand, spanking her bottom (hand and/or ruler), face slapping, stomach punch, breast slap, hair pull, whipping her bottom, face punch, choking (one or both hands).
It is IMPERATIVE that T’s elf take these punishments with amusement, surprise, and pleasure (mixed with pain), willingly submitting even while showing some resentment at the abuse. The harder they get, the more pleased surprise she shows—wide eyes, open mouth, with some pain but also delight.
As the list of sins goes on and on, however, and the punishments get harder, though, she beings to regret her willingness to accept them.
Two essential punishments for moderately severe offenses against Christmas:
One: T is forced to kneel on the ground and bend over at the waist, face shoved forward into the carpet, her bottom in the air. Her feet are tied together and her hands are tied behind her back. Her short dress is pulled up to expose her almost bare bottom, and she is paddled with something like a ping-pong paddle. She gasps and cries with pain and struggles, and cries insults at the enforcer, but doesn’t really try get away or stop him.
Two: T, still being insolent, runs and sits in the enforcer’s large, luxurious armchair, being impishly disobedient, having fun and mocking the enforcer’s seriousness, and what she regards as minor offenses.
T (sitting the chair like a queen): This could be mine! I could do your job! You think you can keep me in line? You hit like a girl! Sissy! Poor little boy, trying to be mean! Come her—at my feet!
M (slowly approaches the chair, and pulls up the ottoman so he can sit close to T): Little elf, I have not even begun to give you what you deserve. (Suddenly, punches her breast (close up) hard enough to bounce her off the back of the chair.)
T (Gasps and shrieks a little, but lies back, wide eyed, looking at M with astonishment): Wow!
M: You were saying? (Punches her other breast, just as hard (close up)).
T: Owww! (Eyes even wider, mouth open with utter surprise, both at what M is doing and at her enjoyment of it. She touches her breasts, then looks wantingly at M, and puts her hands back against the back of the chair, by her head, inviting more hits).
M (punches her breast even harder (close up).
T: Uhhhhh! (Head bouncing forward then back, then head leaning back, eyes almost closed, lips parted, in obvious pleasure. She stays in her previous position, exposed.)
M (laughs a little, then punches her other breast, again bouncing her off the chair back).
T: Oooph! (slumps in the chair, overwhelmed with the pleasure of being hit so erotically)
M (stands, grabs the front of T’s dress and pulls her up, into the middle of the room. She wobbles on her feet. M grabs her breasts and pulls her toward him, her head and arms flying behind her. He then spins in a tight circle, swing T by her breasts in front of him. After two circles (her eyes wide, gasping and crying), he flings her by her breasts across the room. She hits the floor and rolls under the Christmas tree. As she lies there still, M goes to his desk to see what else T must be punished for. She crawls timidly out from under the tree, unsure if she likes this game anymore.)
(T decides to try to seduce the enforcer, so she comes to him and tries to hug and caress him, rubbing her body against him, enticing him with her eyes, showing him her cleavage. He lets her do what she wants for a while, then shoves her away.)
After being rejected and shoved the floor, she continues to try to seduce him, by preening, stretching, raising her stockinged legs, spreading her legs, rolling about, showing off her body in various inviting poses. He ignores her at first, but finally exasperated, goes to the large armchair and sits. He pats his lap and says, “Come sit on my lap.â€
Tatiana (thinking she was won the battle): “On your lap? I’d love to.â€
Max: Yes. Come here. I want to beat you.
Tatiana (surprised, but liking the idea): You want to beat me?
Max: Yes, I want to beat you. You need to be beaten.
T (get up off the floor and sits on M’s lap, wraps her arm around him): You can beat me, but wouldn’t you rather do something else?
M (laughs and begins nuzzling and caressing T all over, quickly getting an excited response from her. He lets her hair down, and when she is breathing heavy, he stops caressing her. “Ready?â€
T: Yes! Yes! Ready for what?
M (takes her by the hair): This! (hit her hard twice in one breast with the side of his hand (the thumb side), like the edge of a knife or axe, knocking the wind out of T) [we must see these hits close up to know what’s happening]
T (responds to hits with even more excitement)
M (caresses her some more, then moves her around and hits her other breast on the nipple four times with the side of his hand; T jerks and gasps with each hit)
T (moaning with pleasure): Oh, my God!
M (to himself): Yes, you’ll meet him soon enough! (hits her breast twice more, as she gasps) You’ve been so bad, trying to seduce Father Christmas’s enforcer! How hard should I hit you for that?
T: As hard as you want!
M (hits her four more times in the breast)
T (gasps and twists with each hit, but doesn’t try to stop M or protect herself)
M (after a pause, hits her breast twice more): This is good. How many times should I hit you for this new offense?
T (breathless, knowing she will be hit again): As many times as I deserve!
M (shifts her around again and hits her other breast six times, fast and hard (close ups); T jerks and gasps with each hit).
T: Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
M: Naughty elf! You don’t deserve your elf costume! Take it off!
T (stand, strips off her dress, sits back on M’s lap): Yes, I’ve been so naughty!
M (holding her by the hair, still using the edge of his hand, hit each of T’s breasts several times)
T: Beat me! Hurt me!
M: You want to be hurt? Take off your bra!
T (eagerly takes off bra and throws it away)
M (grabs one breast and holds it tightly (close up) while, using his palm now, slams his hand into each breast (close up) half a dozen times (fully shot to show holding her by the breast while hitting her, her arms spread wide, defenseless); T is becoming delirious with joyful/pain).
M (shoves her off his lap and onto the floor): On your knees! Hands behind you! Head back! Lean back!
T (crawls to the middle of the rug on the floor and does as instructed)
M (kneels on the floor in front of T and punches her in each breast a number of times with his fist; T responds with little shrieks. M hits her again, very hard, sprawling her on her floor, face down. He slips his hand under her, grabs her breast and pulls her by her breast onto her back (close up of this action). She lies, arms spread wide, breathing hard. He straddles her, grabs her breasts, and pulls her up till she is bent at the waist. She hangs by her breasts in his hands, arms limp, head hanging back.)
M: You think you were going to get away with all your sins? (Shakes T up and down) Did you? (shakes her up and down more, pushing and pulling her by her breasts; view sides and from above as he does) Did you think you could seduce me and escape your punishment? (shakes her) Did you?
T (finally trying to remove his hands, without success): No, no! I didn’t mean anything! I know I deserve what’s happening!
M (shoves her to the floor and sits again at his desk, consulting his papers): That beating was just for trying to avoid being disciplined for your worst sins against Christmas. Do you understand that?
T (Still on the floor): Yes. I’m sorry. I won’t do that again! I promise! I’ll take what’s coming to me.
M: You certainly will. (Consults papers) I’m coming to the end of the list, and I see here, you have two of the worst possible sins. The second worst sin is, you have told children that Father Christmas doesn’t exist!
T: But—but—I’ve never seen him! I might be working all day for someone’s imagination!
M: And you compound the sin to me! Stand up! By the fire, face me and take your punishment!
T (stands, feet together, in front of the fire)
M: Deny Father Christmas, will you? (slaps her face hard, a dozen times)
T (astonished, after the last slap): Show him to me!
M: You’re just making it worse for yourself! (slaps her breasts a dozen times)
T (crying): I’ve done nothing wrong! He’s not real!
M: Hands behind your head!
T (clasps hands behind her head, staring at M, knowing she is going to be hit): Do it!
M (punches T hard in left breast four times (close up!)
T (at fourth hit, staggers backward)
M: What are you doing? I’m not done!
T (resumes her position, hands behind her head)
M (punches each breast several times on the nipple, and sideways (close ups), total six hits)
T (doubles over, hands over her chest)
M: Stand up! You’re not finished!
T (resumes position, hands behind her head)
M: Father Christmas does exist! (punches each breast three times, hard than ever, finishes with one more vicious breast punch that sends T to the floor; she lies on her side, arms stretched above her head)
M: Some elf you were! (Kicks her in the breasts, rolling her across the floor several times, then returns to desk)
T (slowly recovers, gathering her clothes (bra, dress, gloves, cap)as M returns to his desk; as he checks off items, she starts to stumble toward the door)
M: Wait! There’s just one more thing.
T (actually frightened now): I haven’t done anything else!
M: Yes, you have. (Leaves desk and pulls T by her hair back into the room, to the large chair. He pulls the ottoman into the middle of room while still holding T).
M (holding T by the hair) You’ve told children THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS CHRISTMAS!!! That is an offense worthy of death!
T: Nooooo!
M (sits on ottoman, pulling T down backward so she is lying across his legs, on her back)
M: There is no greater offense, and no greater punishment! (Wraps a red stocking around T’s neck and tightens it. As T struggles against the beginning of the strangulation): Choose between being beaten to death (punches her breast on the nipple) or being strangled! (tightens stocking)
T (Speechless, terrified)
(For the next several minutes, T alternately tries to stop the strangulation and stop the beating. When her hands try to pull the stocking away, M punches her breasts until T tries to protect her breasts with her hands. When she tries to protect herself, he tightens the stocking a little more, edging her closer to asphyxiation. This process repeats itself 3-4 times (distance shots and close ups). Finally, T realizes she being strangled and death is near, so she stops trying to protect her breasts. She claws at the stocking while M repeated punches each breast, harder and harder, trying to distract her; T lets him hit her, because she’s just trying to survive. But it’s too late. Slowly, even as M continues to hit her, her arms fall back behind her head. M cinches the stocking down and punches her breasts until T shows no signs of life, and hangs limply across his lap. He lifts her head by the stocking and shakes it, then pulls it back down and punches her breasts several more times (clearly seen). Finally, he rolls her off his lap onto the floor, and kicks her onto her back.)
M (kneels and straddles her, grabs her breasts and pulls her up into a sitting position; she hangs by her breasts, dead, in his hands (mandatory: (1) side view, (2) close up, (3) camera moving from behind T, seeing her face, up and over her to look down on her breasts in M’s hands) and (4) view from high up above): Naughty, naughty elf! Father Christmas is the nicest old man in the world, and there’s no place for tarts like you, who question his existence and ruin children’s dreams! (Drops her, stands and stomps on each breast several times hard enough to bounce her off the floor, saying “Bad elf!†with each stomp).
M (returns to desk, consults papers): So much to do, so much to do! (He works for a while, until his eyes stray and he sees a boy’s toy still unwrapped—a toy pistol that shoots rubber suction cup darts [e.g. by the Dreidel Company Detective Set, less than USD $10 on Amazon]. He looks at T’s body, and has an idea.
He props T’s body up against a wall (using whatever means you like to keep her upright), then takes some women’s lipsticks and draws round targets on her breasts, with her nipples as the bullseyes, then amuses himself for a while shooting the suction cup darts against her breasts (2x the 10-11 darts). She stands passively, restrained up against the wall, head to one side, eyes open, lips slightly parted, as the darts hit her breasts and nipples (close ups), though they simply indent her breasts but don’t stick. He enjoys this at first, but quickly tires of it. He looks at T, looks around the room, and decides it needs more decoration. He ties her hands behind her back and her arms to each other (she is limp, so he has to continually manhandle her, pushing her up against a wall and holding her there alternately by her neck, her hair, and just one breast), and then ties her feet together and, ties her thighs together, then wraps her body in a string of lighted Christmas lights (including wrapping some tightly around her breasts), puts her red stocking cap on her head, and hangs her by the neck from the ceiling. )
M (pours himself a drink and works at his desk as T dangles in the background): So much to do! So much to do!
(The clock ticks by the hours, till it is near midnight. M finally lowers T and takes off all the lights and wrappings. He then makes out a label: “Return to workshop. Defective elf merchandise.†He then pulls out a large cardboard box and stuffs T into it, then stuffs packing papers around her, seals it up, put on the label and has it carted off by more helpers.
M (back at his desk): So much to do, so much to do!
(There’s a knock at his door, and another beautiful, sexily clad elf comes in and says): “Is this where I come to be punished for my sins?â€
Max winks at the camera.](studio/images/theelfbadsantascreens-491.jpg "THE ELF AND BAD SANTA - THE ELF AND BAD SANTA
CUSTOM
CAST: Tatiana, Max, Annabelle
The theme of this story is that Tatiana is called to the office to be punished for naughty things she has done against Christmas. She is insolent and defiant, but wants to keep her job, so she admits to some sins, willing to take a little punishment, never thinking that Max the enforcer knows all the bad things she has done, or what her ultimate punishment is.
The enforcer begins to list her sins, and with each sin, gives her a punishment.
I will leave it to your creative genius to use as many offenses and punishments as you can, till we get closer to the climax.
Some transgressions she has committed: Misaddressing Christmas cards, hiding presents, badly wrapping presents, putting the wrong presents in the wrong packages, keeping toys for herself, not singing Christmas carols, using the wrong words in carols, not being happy with children on Santa’s lap, showing her cleavage to little boys, denying reindeer can fly—whatever you and your crew can think of.
Each offense is punished by progressive harder, sexier, more sadistic punishments, such as slapping her hand, spanking her bottom (hand and/or ruler), face slapping, stomach punch, breast slap, hair pull, whipping her bottom, face punch, choking (one or both hands).
It is IMPERATIVE that T’s elf take these punishments with amusement, surprise, and pleasure (mixed with pain), willingly submitting even while showing some resentment at the abuse. The harder they get, the more pleased surprise she shows—wide eyes, open mouth, with some pain but also delight.
As the list of sins goes on and on, however, and the punishments get harder, though, she beings to regret her willingness to accept them.
Two essential punishments for moderately severe offenses against Christmas:
One: T is forced to kneel on the ground and bend over at the waist, face shoved forward into the carpet, her bottom in the air. Her feet are tied together and her hands are tied behind her back. Her short dress is pulled up to expose her almost bare bottom, and she is paddled with something like a ping-pong paddle. She gasps and cries with pain and struggles, and cries insults at the enforcer, but doesn’t really try get away or stop him.
Two: T, still being insolent, runs and sits in the enforcer’s large, luxurious armchair, being impishly disobedient, having fun and mocking the enforcer’s seriousness, and what she regards as minor offenses.
T (sitting the chair like a queen): This could be mine! I could do your job! You think you can keep me in line? You hit like a girl! Sissy! Poor little boy, trying to be mean! Come her—at my feet!
M (slowly approaches the chair, and pulls up the ottoman so he can sit close to T): Little elf, I have not even begun to give you what you deserve. (Suddenly, punches her breast (close up) hard enough to bounce her off the back of the chair.)
T (Gasps and shrieks a little, but lies back, wide eyed, looking at M with astonishment): Wow!
M: You were saying? (Punches her other breast, just as hard (close up)).
T: Owww! (Eyes even wider, mouth open with utter surprise, both at what M is doing and at her enjoyment of it. She touches her breasts, then looks wantingly at M, and puts her hands back against the back of the chair, by her head, inviting more hits).
M (punches her breast even harder (close up).
T: Uhhhhh! (Head bouncing forward then back, then head leaning back, eyes almost closed, lips parted, in obvious pleasure. She stays in her previous position, exposed.)
M (laughs a little, then punches her other breast, again bouncing her off the chair back).
T: Oooph! (slumps in the chair, overwhelmed with the pleasure of being hit so erotically)
M (stands, grabs the front of T’s dress and pulls her up, into the middle of the room. She wobbles on her feet. M grabs her breasts and pulls her toward him, her head and arms flying behind her. He then spins in a tight circle, swing T by her breasts in front of him. After two circles (her eyes wide, gasping and crying), he flings her by her breasts across the room. She hits the floor and rolls under the Christmas tree. As she lies there still, M goes to his desk to see what else T must be punished for. She crawls timidly out from under the tree, unsure if she likes this game anymore.)
(T decides to try to seduce the enforcer, so she comes to him and tries to hug and caress him, rubbing her body against him, enticing him with her eyes, showing him her cleavage. He lets her do what she wants for a while, then shoves her away.)
After being rejected and shoved the floor, she continues to try to seduce him, by preening, stretching, raising her stockinged legs, spreading her legs, rolling about, showing off her body in various inviting poses. He ignores her at first, but finally exasperated, goes to the large armchair and sits. He pats his lap and says, “Come sit on my lap.â€
Tatiana (thinking she was won the battle): “On your lap? I’d love to.â€
Max: Yes. Come here. I want to beat you.
Tatiana (surprised, but liking the idea): You want to beat me?
Max: Yes, I want to beat you. You need to be beaten.
T (get up off the floor and sits on M’s lap, wraps her arm around him): You can beat me, but wouldn’t you rather do something else?
M (laughs and begins nuzzling and caressing T all over, quickly getting an excited response from her. He lets her hair down, and when she is breathing heavy, he stops caressing her. “Ready?â€
T: Yes! Yes! Ready for what?
M (takes her by the hair): This! (hit her hard twice in one breast with the side of his hand (the thumb side), like the edge of a knife or axe, knocking the wind out of T) [we must see these hits close up to know what’s happening]
T (responds to hits with even more excitement)
M (caresses her some more, then moves her around and hits her other breast on the nipple four times with the side of his hand; T jerks and gasps with each hit)
T (moaning with pleasure): Oh, my God!
M (to himself): Yes, you’ll meet him soon enough! (hits her breast twice more, as she gasps) You’ve been so bad, trying to seduce Father Christmas’s enforcer! How hard should I hit you for that?
T: As hard as you want!
M (hits her four more times in the breast)
T (gasps and twists with each hit, but doesn’t try to stop M or protect herself)
M (after a pause, hits her breast twice more): This is good. How many times should I hit you for this new offense?
T (breathless, knowing she will be hit again): As many times as I deserve!
M (shifts her around again and hits her other breast six times, fast and hard (close ups); T jerks and gasps with each hit).
T: Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
M: Naughty elf! You don’t deserve your elf costume! Take it off!
T (stand, strips off her dress, sits back on M’s lap): Yes, I’ve been so naughty!
M (holding her by the hair, still using the edge of his hand, hit each of T’s breasts several times)
T: Beat me! Hurt me!
M: You want to be hurt? Take off your bra!
T (eagerly takes off bra and throws it away)
M (grabs one breast and holds it tightly (close up) while, using his palm now, slams his hand into each breast (close up) half a dozen times (fully shot to show holding her by the breast while hitting her, her arms spread wide, defenseless); T is becoming delirious with joyful/pain).
M (shoves her off his lap and onto the floor): On your knees! Hands behind you! Head back! Lean back!
T (crawls to the middle of the rug on the floor and does as instructed)
M (kneels on the floor in front of T and punches her in each breast a number of times with his fist; T responds with little shrieks. M hits her again, very hard, sprawling her on her floor, face down. He slips his hand under her, grabs her breast and pulls her by her breast onto her back (close up of this action). She lies, arms spread wide, breathing hard. He straddles her, grabs her breasts, and pulls her up till she is bent at the waist. She hangs by her breasts in his hands, arms limp, head hanging back.)
M: You think you were going to get away with all your sins? (Shakes T up and down) Did you? (shakes her up and down more, pushing and pulling her by her breasts; view sides and from above as he does) Did you think you could seduce me and escape your punishment? (shakes her) Did you?
T (finally trying to remove his hands, without success): No, no! I didn’t mean anything! I know I deserve what’s happening!
M (shoves her to the floor and sits again at his desk, consulting his papers): That beating was just for trying to avoid being disciplined for your worst sins against Christmas. Do you understand that?
T (Still on the floor): Yes. I’m sorry. I won’t do that again! I promise! I’ll take what’s coming to me.
M: You certainly will. (Consults papers) I’m coming to the end of the list, and I see here, you have two of the worst possible sins. The second worst sin is, you have told children that Father Christmas doesn’t exist!
T: But—but—I’ve never seen him! I might be working all day for someone’s imagination!
M: And you compound the sin to me! Stand up! By the fire, face me and take your punishment!
T (stands, feet together, in front of the fire)
M: Deny Father Christmas, will you? (slaps her face hard, a dozen times)
T (astonished, after the last slap): Show him to me!
M: You’re just making it worse for yourself! (slaps her breasts a dozen times)
T (crying): I’ve done nothing wrong! He’s not real!
M: Hands behind your head!
T (clasps hands behind her head, staring at M, knowing she is going to be hit): Do it!
M (punches T hard in left breast four times (close up!)
T (at fourth hit, staggers backward)
M: What are you doing? I’m not done!
T (resumes her position, hands behind her head)
M (punches each breast several times on the nipple, and sideways (close ups), total six hits)
T (doubles over, hands over her chest)
M: Stand up! You’re not finished!
T (resumes position, hands behind her head)
M: Father Christmas does exist! (punches each breast three times, hard than ever, finishes with one more vicious breast punch that sends T to the floor; she lies on her side, arms stretched above her head)
M: Some elf you were! (Kicks her in the breasts, rolling her across the floor several times, then returns to desk)
T (slowly recovers, gathering her clothes (bra, dress, gloves, cap)as M returns to his desk; as he checks off items, she starts to stumble toward the door)
M: Wait! There’s just one more thing.
T (actually frightened now): I haven’t done anything else!
M: Yes, you have. (Leaves desk and pulls T by her hair back into the room, to the large chair. He pulls the ottoman into the middle of room while still holding T).
M (holding T by the hair) You’ve told children THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS CHRISTMAS!!! That is an offense worthy of death!
T: Nooooo!
M (sits on ottoman, pulling T down backward so she is lying across his legs, on her back)
M: There is no greater offense, and no greater punishment! (Wraps a red stocking around T’s neck and tightens it. As T struggles against the beginning of the strangulation): Choose between being beaten to death (punches her breast on the nipple) or being strangled! (tightens stocking)
T (Speechless, terrified)
(For the next several minutes, T alternately tries to stop the strangulation and stop the beating. When her hands try to pull the stocking away, M punches her breasts until T tries to protect her breasts with her hands. When she tries to protect herself, he tightens the stocking a little more, edging her closer to asphyxiation. This process repeats itself 3-4 times (distance shots and close ups). Finally, T realizes she being strangled and death is near, so she stops trying to protect her breasts. She claws at the stocking while M repeated punches each breast, harder and harder, trying to distract her; T lets him hit her, because she’s just trying to survive. But it’s too late. Slowly, even as M continues to hit her, her arms fall back behind her head. M cinches the stocking down and punches her breasts until T shows no signs of life, and hangs limply across his lap. He lifts her head by the stocking and shakes it, then pulls it back down and punches her breasts several more times (clearly seen). Finally, he rolls her off his lap onto the floor, and kicks her onto her back.)
M (kneels and straddles her, grabs her breasts and pulls her up into a sitting position; she hangs by her breasts, dead, in his hands (mandatory: (1) side view, (2) close up, (3) camera moving from behind T, seeing her face, up and over her to look down on her breasts in M’s hands) and (4) view from high up above): Naughty, naughty elf! Father Christmas is the nicest old man in the world, and there’s no place for tarts like you, who question his existence and ruin children’s dreams! (Drops her, stands and stomps on each breast several times hard enough to bounce her off the floor, saying “Bad elf!†with each stomp).
M (returns to desk, consults papers): So much to do, so much to do! (He works for a while, until his eyes stray and he sees a boy’s toy still unwrapped—a toy pistol that shoots rubber suction cup darts [e.g. by the Dreidel Company Detective Set, less than USD $10 on Amazon]. He looks at T’s body, and has an idea.
He props T’s body up against a wall (using whatever means you like to keep her upright), then takes some women’s lipsticks and draws round targets on her breasts, with her nipples as the bullseyes, then amuses himself for a while shooting the suction cup darts against her breasts (2x the 10-11 darts). She stands passively, restrained up against the wall, head to one side, eyes open, lips slightly parted, as the darts hit her breasts and nipples (close ups), though they simply indent her breasts but don’t stick. He enjoys this at first, but quickly tires of it. He looks at T, looks around the room, and decides it needs more decoration. He ties her hands behind her back and her arms to each other (she is limp, so he has to continually manhandle her, pushing her up against a wall and holding her there alternately by her neck, her hair, and just one breast), and then ties her feet together and, ties her thighs together, then wraps her body in a string of lighted Christmas lights (including wrapping some tightly around her breasts), puts her red stocking cap on her head, and hangs her by the neck from the ceiling. )
M (pours himself a drink and works at his desk as T dangles in the background): So much to do! So much to do!
(The clock ticks by the hours, till it is near midnight. M finally lowers T and takes off all the lights and wrappings. He then makes out a label: “Return to workshop. Defective elf merchandise.†He then pulls out a large cardboard box and stuffs T into it, then stuffs packing papers around her, seals it up, put on the label and has it carted off by more helpers.
M (back at his desk): So much to do, so much to do!
(There’s a knock at his door, and another beautiful, sexily clad elf comes in and says): “Is this where I come to be punished for my sins?â€
Max winks at the camera.")
